Last night, it seemed my sense of weariness had went to lunch, leaving alive and attentive far into the hours of morning before it returned late with excuses instead of getting to the task of putting me to sleep. Not being able to sleep caused my thoughts of wonder as I drifted in my sea…
Tag: Reflection
Waking up to reality…
Tonight, I believe I have come to one of the greatest realizations that I might ever come to, as a writer of course. A shocking true that is so undeniable that I almost crumbled, curling into a ball to hid my shame from the world and crying like a child who had realized everything that…
Writer’s Block & Discovery
There is a period and time in everyone’s life where they lack the muse or the motivation to put fingers to keyboard and create something magical…to other people. It’s like the world itself brightens with ideal and imagery, allowing the imagination to flourish in all sorts of directions but at the same time, they confined…
Drifting in the Frozen Sea
Its snowing. A calligraphy uniquely constructed in a moment of thought. Millions of moments in the form falling crystals in the radiance of the moon nigh. Could my life be translated in such brilliance? An arctic embrace of the sea underneath holds me fondly, as a lover in intimacy. Her gentle sway leaves me abstract;…
Against the Flood
Its unbearable, this pain. Another is coming, I tell myself as worn fingers grasped the bars, knuckles bleeding white as a test in fear. I tell myself that my will is unwavering. My resolve is that of Everest, unshakable. Nothing will move me. Woe be to the soul that boast in ignorance! The wave seemed…
Winter Reverie 